I love this man's writing. The urge is to say this is more disjointed, more episodic than his earlier Running With Scissors and Dry, but those were pretty much the same way, though of singular themes. The subtitle of this one is"True Stories" and that's just how they read: Slices of life, most likely well embellished and filtered through the author's dysfunctional mind. I especially enjoyed having gaps in the other books filled in, especially how he met and fell in love with his mate, Dennis. Some of this is chuckle out loud funny and its tone is lighter than the two earlier memoirs. If you enjoy reading how a dysfunctional gay, ex-advertising guy found happiness, this is the book for you. I hope he's busy writing, fiction or memoir, it doesn't matter. I'll be ready for the next book whenever it happens.